Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Maisie's heart skipped a beat as she softly agreed and ended the call.

Later, Graham called. As usual, he sounded rushed. Checking the time, Maisie realized a whole day had passed since she had last spoken to him.

In a hushed tone, Maisie asked, "Graham, don't you think there's something—" She stopped herself before the words "not quite normal between us" escaped.

Graham paused as if something had just clicked. "Maisie, are you facing difficulties over there?"

"No," she replied, forcing a smile. "I've moved to a new place."

"Oh."

"Next time you visit, don't go to the old place," she said.

Graham

It felt like she

any longer. I'm a bit busy here," he

was puzzled. It was late at night on his end, so what could he be busy

"Graham, I—"

call you in a couple of days. I'll return at the beginning of next month. We can discuss our wedding plans by then. Is that

a nod, her

there was a problem. Perhaps the issue had been there from the start—a lack

soft sofa. She gazed at the sea through the window, and some of her weariness faded as she

weekend, but he wasn't

Maisie, acting like a lively young rabbit. "Ms.

spatula in hand and laughed. "Hush, I'm still cooking!" "Ms. Squire, what delicious food